Last weekend, some friends from Houston flew in for a weekend "dove hunt." Considering that they remembered their special steaks, spices and libations and forgot most of their hunting equipment, it quickly became apparent that the dove would remain safe for the entire weekend.

I stopped by Sean's cabin on Friday night and visited for a while; but, after the Comfort game, had to head home early to get some sleep. As I was getting ready to depart, Sean asked if I would show Lightfoot and Justin around town on Saturday while he and Ken took Royce to Brownwood to watch Aaron's football game. I knew I'd be in town at the office, so I agreed.

Of course, since Lightfoot's phone only worked in isolated areas, we played tag for part of the morning before finally meeting up over at Willow Creek Cafe where he and Justin were having breakfast. They had already toured the Square Museum and had LOTS of questions about topaz, the Hoo Doo War and the local families. I tried to answer a few of their questions while we walked over to my office; but, decided that walking around a bit would be more conducive to offering a short history lesson.

We made a quick side trip over to Sandstone Cellars so that Lightfoot could pick up several bottles of VI and one special bottle of IV to take home. He and Justin each grabbed a wine-a-rita from Santos, we dropped the wine off at the office, and then we began our walk.

Essentially, we followed the Walking Tour that we feature in our Fall and Spring Guides, and I realized just how helpful those tours are for visitors. Since I update the walking tours every six months for the guides, I'm very familiar with most of the narrative, and the two Houstonians soaked up the stories of the gunfights, firehouses, merchants and other parts of Mason's early life.

We took our time so that they could take a close look at the buildings, and they window-shopped their way through the entire trip. We stopped in at both Sam's and Benjie's so that Lightfoot could find a particular book he was seeking, and then they were on their way back out to the ranch for an afternoon nap before they gave the doves another pass.

It all got me to thinking about how much of our history we all take for granted. As I played guide, I recited all the pertinent historical facts; but, I found myself also talking about running down the sidewalks as a child and about backing in on the square on Friday nights and playing the guitar while we watched traffic. I realized that the history of a community is not just what our founders and forefathers have done; but, it is also the experiences we have had in this community they built.

We have expanded the town, added to the population, worked in the businesses and interacted with the residents. Our daily lives, as mundane as they may sometimes seem, are the current history of the community, and what we are doing now will be remembered by future generations. The adventures and escapades that we are having will be the fodder for someone in 20 years to regale another group making their way about the square.

So, share with all that you can our colorful and wonderful history, understanding that in a few years, you too will be part of the narrative.

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